Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 323

Terrell turned to Isadora and said, "Come on. Let me give you a ride home."

But before she could respond, Victor strolled forward, his steps lazy but his gaze sharp and intent on Isadora. In a casual, almost dismissive tone, he offered, "Need a lift?"

Suddenly, the two tall, imposing men were standing right in front of her, blocking

her way.

Isadora was at a loss for words.

The moment Terrell saw Victor, he immediately recognized him as the man from the Verdant Pavilion restroom corridor that night. It was him again. And if he had to guess, Victor didn't seem too fond of him.

Terrell managed a polite smile and nodded. “Thank you for helping Isadora earlier."

Victor scoffed silently. Acting like the man of the house, huh?

He smirked, his deep voice carrying a hint of mischief. "Don't mention it. After all, my relationship with Isadora is... a little different."

Isadora's cheeks flushed. "There's nothing between us," she interjected quickly, distancing herself from him. Then she turned to Terrell. "Let's go."

Victor's smile faded and his

"Should I tell him just how... complicated things really are

cared for rules-arrogant, unruly, and impossible to rein in. If he was in a bad mood, not even the king himself could

skipped a beat; she was terrified he'd

apologetically to Terrell. "Mr. Fawcett,

sensing she was in a tough spot. He

had left, Isadora didn't spare Victor a glance. She hurried off, hoping he'd

a leisurely pace, watching her pick up speed

too. Her attitude was

Victor called after her, voice lazy and

not

"Isadora."

She walked even faster.

"Darling."

whirled around, and glared at him-equal parts annoyed and embarrassed. "What did

her as if she were the unreasonable one.

and striking good looks, it was no